The hand of rebirth holds starlight + side story

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Even when she was alone with Meng Lizhen, Xia Fanxing spoke a strange dialect.

The special environment gave Meng Lizhen new inspiration, and she began to write a story about a girl who was born in a mountain village and finally struggled to become an actress.

Xia Fanxing was feeding the chicken and sweeping the floor in the yard, while Meng Lizhen was typing in the room.

Finally Xu Miao felt that all the actors had almost exercised, and it was time to start filming.

Chapter 53

This closed small mountain village still maintains the old style. Most of the houses in the village are brick houses built decades ago, and there are some loess brick houses that have been abandoned but are still well preserved.

The young people in the village also thought about renovating the houses in the village after working outside to earn money.

But the road to the village is too narrow for vehicles transporting cement bricks, and the cost of manual transportation is too high, so few people are willing to build new houses in the village.

The township government once wanted to widen the village road, but it was finally abandoned because of the problems involving the villagers' fields.

The heroine Ah Ying played by Xia Fanxing sat on the ridge of the field, poured a bowl of tea from an aluminum pot and handed it to the man standing in the field.

This man is a college student who came to the countryside CH-ā team.On the day he came, all the girls in the village blushed.

Because Aying's house had a vacant room, the college student was arranged to live in Aying's house.

"You...what's your name?" Aying asked while cleaning up the man's room.

The man was handsome, his skin was fairer than the girl's, and he spoke very nicely: "My name is Fang Lanting."

Ah Ying's name was randomly chosen by her father. In a few nearby villages, there is a girl with six English characters in her name.

After hearing the man's name, Ah Ying thought to herself: People in the city just have different names.She couldn't tell what was different.

For the CH-ā team going to the countryside, Fang Lanting was not willing.He hopes to read Pushkin in the morning light in a white shirt, instead of going to the field with his trousers rolled up at dawn.

The girl where he was arranged to stay was very warm to him, and Fang Lanting's impression of that girl was that of a dusty village girl.

Compared with the beautiful girls in skirts in the city, Ah Ying is as inconspicuous as the mud on the ridge of the field.

"Brother Fang, what's the city like?" Aying put down her hoe and asked Fang Lanting who was drinking tea.

Ah Ying has never read a book, and besides her own name, Ah Ying doesn't even know half a basket of characters.There are no places she has been to except her own village and the next-door village. The next-door village is Aying's grandmother's house.

Fang Lanting's arrival brought a little bit of difference to Ah Ying's day after day life.

She longed for this man, yearning for the place where he came from.

In the boring rural life, this enthusiastic and simple girl is Fang Lanting's little comfort.

Hearing Ah Ying ask what the city is like, Fang Lanting smiled nostalgicly and said, "There are tall concrete houses everywhere in the city, there are many cars on the road, there are movie theaters, swimming pools, bookstores and all kinds of fun things."

"Is the swimming pool a place for swimming?" Aying asked curiously.

"Yes."

Ah Ying was puzzled and said, "Why don't you go swimming in the river and build a special place for swimming?"

Fang Lanting sneered and shook his head: "The river is too dirty to swim."

Ah Ying doesn't understand why the people in the city are so particular. The river is too dirty to go swimming, but isn't the fish they eat caught from the river?

"This one is over!" Xu Miao shouted behind the camera.

Both Xia Fanxing and Fang Muhuai relaxed and went to the shade of a tree to enjoy the coolness.

Under the shade of the tree, there is an old aluminum pot and many rough porcelain bowls. These are the props of the crew and the actors used to drink tea when they were resting.

The tea is native tea grown by the villagers, and it tastes astringent.

Xia Fanxing drank a bowl of astringent tea without changing his face, and Meng Lizhen fanned her with a fan.

It's not officially summer yet, and this southern village has already started to get hot.

Fang Muhuai looked at the two of them, and said: "Why don't people say that it's good to have a partner, and I'm very happy to be basking in the old lady's yá-ng."

"Then go find it yourself, don't stare at my partner." Xia Fanxing pulled Meng Lizhen into her arms.

"Cut, if you want to find it, you can do as little as possible." Fang Muhuai said disdainfully.

Xu Miao looked at the photos just now, and said to everyone: "Okay, I'll be here today."

It's only two o'clock and it's time to call it a day. It's almost unthinkable in other crews.

Xu Miao is a very willful director, when to shoot which scene depends on his mood.If he's in a bad mood, he doesn't start work all day.

Xia Fanxing felt that Tang Tian was also bold enough to put money on such an unreliable new director.

It would be good for the company if the film really won an award, but if it didn't, it would be nothing.

However, Tang Tian has always believed in his intuition, and he has never made a mistake in his investment.

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It was raining heavily that day, and there was no way to shoot, so the crew stopped working for a day.

The turbulent water washed the muddy ground beside the house into gullies.

The small mountain village surrounded by rain is as silent as a picture scroll frozen on paper.

The chickens in the yard are all huddled in the chicken shed, and the rain brings bursts of fresh and moist moisture.

Under the eaves, there are two bamboo reclining chairs side by side.

Xia Fanxing and Meng Lizhen lay leisurely, their hands clasped together, playing with each other's fingers.

Meng Lizhen touched Xia Fanxing's palm, and there was a thin layer of cocoon forming on the white, tender and smooth place, which was rubbed out with a hoe every day.

"Zhenzhen, when we get old, we will come to live in such a small village, but we don't need to do the work ourselves, we hire others to do it." Xia Fanxing said jokingly.

Although life in the countryside does not have as many entertainments as in the city, it is peaceful and comfortable without being disturbed, which is why so many people yearn for rural life.

Meng Lizhen followed her in everything, and said, "Okay."

But Xia Fanxing is just talking, it's okay to live in such a village for a while, but she will definitely not be able to live in it for a long time.

The mountain village is not only boring but also has frequent power outages, especially at night.Once the power goes out, the whole village is plunged into darkness, and there is no entertainment at all.

But the stars here are particularly bright, and the night sky is full of fine silver light.

Meng Lizhen and Xia Fanxing were lying on the window edge to enjoy the shade. The power went out and the fan was useless.